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“And as for your cousin, I’ll definitely be calling his mother to let her know the type of nonsense he’s getting himself into. Don’t you dare feel bad, either, about getting him into trouble. This is the consequence of his actions and not yours,” she said sternly, and I knew from the glint in her eyes that everything would work itself out in the end, one way or another. That conversation supplied me with enough grit to walk into Adam’s room the next morning with some freshly baked goods and toiletries my mother helped me gather. He watched as I set things down, fiddling before I zoned in on him, voice shaking but eyes unwavering. “I know that I may be the last person you’d ever want to see here, now, standing right in front of you. But I am. And I’m offering help—not pity. Help. I’m in this as much as you are, Adam, and as long as it’s within my limits, I want to be able to do right for you. So tell me that you’re in. Tell me that you’re okay with that.” Slowly he nodded, a ghost of a smile upon his face, and I knew this road to recovery, although bumpy and rough around the edges, would be a rewarding one.

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2020 Leadership Journal E-book  

A leadership journal written by girls from Newark, NJ to cultivate courageous conversations and action. Purchase your copy at theleadershipj...

2020 Leadership Journal E-book  

A leadership journal written by girls from Newark, NJ to cultivate courageous conversations and action. Purchase your copy at theleadershipj...